The times. (Owosso, Mich.) 1882-1897, 1887-01-14
NOW CAN BE HAPPY.

families in the place.. and it was well
known that Walter LIE Grand was very
angry with James March for presuming
to aspire to his dauuhteras hand, and
for wearying her with his attentions.
On certain evening the two gentle
men were seen walking together.
Mr.. lie Grand returned to his home
alone. and not long after some villagers
found the body of Mr.. March. He had
been killed by pistol-shot In the breast.
Never had the small courtroom been
SO crowded as it was during the trial of
Mr.. Le Grand. Ever near the prisoner
sat slight heavily-veiled figure. At
last amid breathless silence, the YER
dict was onopnced-.Guilty."
Helen lie Grand throw back the veil
from her pallid face. gave one long
piteous glance into the solemn counten-
ances around; then. flinging up her
arms she exclaimed in piercing tones:
: Before God, my father is not guilty!
He il Innocent!
Then merciful nature interposed,
and, amid the sobs and tears of the
listeners. the poor girl was carried un-
conscious from the room. 1t was over.
Nothing had transpired that could
prove the prisoners innocence. The
chain of evidence was complete in the
eyes of she law. and before long Walter
lie Grahd's beautiful daughter was left
alone in the world to bear the disgrace
of her fathers death and crime, through
all the long years which stretched out
before her,
Telling no one of her plans. Helen Le
Grand left the village of her birth.
1t was then l first met her. am n
matron in the "Children's Home"
When my father and mother died, l
brought all my wealth and whole
heart full of love for all of Gods little
ones, TO this position.
Attached 10 the Home" is hospital
for the waits who daily meet with in
jury in our great city. To me came
one day u young and very beautiful
girl.
, inlay l stay here" she said in n sad
low voice, sand help nurse these little
onesp"
Something in licr face charmed me.
and, contrary TO my usual prudence, i
granted her request without much ques.
tioning. She looked very young, even
with MI her ripping brown hair hid
den away under the nurses cap, and it
caused good deal of comment among
the others, who were, most of them, as
old as myself; but they soon saw that
our new helper was worker, and no
dronc. The little children, too-how
they loved heri
One tiny boy, who had been run over
and crippled year before, conceived
passionate fondness for her.
Helen q soon grew to call her SOY
had been with us some time, when one
day, as she leaned ovdo little Willie's
bed, reading and explaining in her
sweet clear voice q chapter from the
Bible, saw the Rev. DIR. Rubens, the
founder and patron of the Home"
come into the room and stand silently
behind her chair listening. We all
loved DR.. Rubcns, and, indeed, he was
q man worthy of cvcryonc's respect and
affection.
Reckoning to me, he quietly left the
room.
"Who is she, Miss Hopc?" he asked
me rs / followed him.
Then told him all / know of her,
and / myself was surprised to find how
little that was.
II know but little about her, DIR.
Rubens, it is true" said apologetical-
ly, ''and am generally very particular;
but no one could resist her lovely face,
or doubt but that it was an emblem of
rs lovely heart Then. too. i saw
that she was one upon whom Gods
hand has rested heavily"
DIR. Ruben's noble face flushed as he
replied:
you judged rightly, as you always
do, Miss Hope. for if ever pure charac-
ter shonc out of a woman's face, it does
from hers"
/ pondered his words long after he
left. DIR. Rubens was young man of
about thirty-iive years. Early in life he
had entered upon the ministry. and
with portion of his large fortune had
erected and endowed our institution. /
had never thought of him as a marry
ing man; but, as 1 watched him con-
verse now and then with my young
friend. and saw how his interest in her
seemed to deepen, 1 began to form ro-
mantle plans in my mind.
Time went on. Although showing